After Bastille Day, the atmosphere changed in Nantes. Many Nantais are now on holiday, they have been replaced by tourists from all over France and Europe, lost in small alleys with their maps.
Our 2015 summer trip to France.
After Bastille Day, the atmosphere changed in Nantes. Many Nantais are now on holiday, they have been replaced by tourists from all over France and Europe, lost in small alleys with their maps.
Here is another installment of the “things found in Nantes” series, with the latest pictures! Today, Breizh Cola, shutters, spelling errors and street art.
I “bonjour” people. “Bonjour, une baguette”, “bonjour, juste le journal”, “bonjour, un ticket de bus”.
The concept of tides can be very disturbing for a kid. No, a giant wave won’t come when the tide is low; yes, your sand castle will be destroyed when the tide creeps up.
“Just so you know: the fireworks may be cancelled at the last minute, it will rain at one point, and there is no way we will be done eating diner before. Scratch that—we probably won’t even have...
“I… I spent most of my holidays here as a kid,” I say because the two seventy-something obviously expect me to explain my presence here, in their supermarket.
As a kid, I found sharks fascinating—especially considering I was spending my summer months at the beach and that there were always reruns on Jaws (Les dents de la mer—“Sea’s Teeth” in French) on TV.
The supermarket had closed an hour earlier, it was empty but you could still smell the usual Saturday rush complete with overexcited kids running around, products spilled in aisles and cheques being...
When I'm sick and tired of this polished side, I escape where no one goes anymore, along the Loire River, where the factories and industries supported the city's growth for a long long time.
We are in Nantes' city centre and it's summer, so people shop, eat, drink, visit places and hang out outside. The city is alive, almost too alive at nights when drunks take over the city and "sing"...
Cultural snapshots of smart vending machines, a funny moment in an art gallery and French-size coffee and more!
The ship hasn’t changed but Mark did—last time, he was barely crawling, this time, he explored it by himself and marveled at the Loire River flowing fast below.
Like last year, Mark wants to visit every single church we pass. And there are at least six or seven churches within walking distance of my parents’ place, in the city centre.
On Sundays, all the stores are closed but a couple of bakeries and a bunch of bars (French can't live without a supply of booze). Even though these quiet Sundays are kind of a recurring event and a...
The holidays serve as an all-purpose excuse. Spending too much money? Bof, c’est la vacances! Drinking too much? Les vacances! Eating out? Mais oui, c’est la vacances! Whatever happens, on verra en...